We chased
yesterday’s news
all over
the grass
laughed
as the old newspapers
ran this
way & that
“kites
without strings”
We pretended them.
Just add wind
& presto...fun!
We were easily pleased.
Later, when the wind
was having a rest
& the papers
lay exhausted
panting at our feet
we decided
to play
“blankets”
tucking ourselves
up in
yesterday’s news.
I had the soccer section
all over me.
You had taken
all the headlines.
We falling
asleep hand in hand.
You, my first girlfriend.
I, your first boyfriend.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ah-where-are-the-newspapers-of-yesterday/
